Chapter 24
O ne solitary night.
One opportunity to get this out of our systems.
Sage thought we were going to stop after one time? Like hell I was ever going to let that happen. As the seconds and minutes and hours ticked by, time passing long beyond the midnight hour, we continued to get lost in each other. While tangled in my bed sheets, one time turned into a multitude of times. A cascade of positions and earth-shattering climaxes, the likes of which are going to be forever ingrained in my mind.
Sage is everything I never knew I needed. And there’s no way this girl isn’t going to end up as mine.
I’ve just got to figure out how to get us through these next couple of months… to work around the issue of carefully extracting myself from the one major obstacle standing between us. Most importantly, how to do so without potentially harming Sage, or dragging her into something that isn’t her shitstorm to contend with.
Goddamn, I’ve got to measure my footsteps so lightly, I’ll have to spend the next few weeks walking on fucking eggshells at every turn.
This girl is mine. I’ve been craving her and undeniably needing her this entire time, and I don’t care if it’s only been one night exploring each other’s bodies. I couldn’t give a shit if it might seem like I’m leaping in too fast, too soon. We’ve had a special kind of spark glowing between us since that very first day on the sidewalk.
This attraction between us has been building relentlessly. There’s not one day gone by since Sage first collided with me, bursting into my life, that she hasn’t occupied my thoughts like a fever dream I never want to be woken from.
Now, I’ve got the task on my hands of not letting that budding flame flicker out if Sage doesn’t take to the idea of waiting for me to sort my mess of a life out. She’s already told me she doesn’t want to commit to anything, which adds another layer of complexity to whatever this is. There’s no evading the reality that we’re drawn together, inexplicably so, beyond something as fleeting as lust. This right here is no fickle desire; it’s as solid and sure as how it feels to be grounded in a saddle.
Which is probably why I’m still clutching her tight, and have no intention of allowing her to leave this bed. As soon as she does, this spell will be broken, our race against time will have run its course, and I’ll be left with only a hollow feeling in the spot beside me. I’ll be cursed with the sight of an empty pillow. Whereas, right now, it’s a place her head looks so natural to be occupying as she stares back at me from beneath heavy-lidded eyes in the faint morning light.
“Not getting up bright and early to go put on a pornographic showcase in the workout room?” Her voice is raspy with sleep, and heat surges low in my stomach.
I roll in her direction and settle myself to cover her soft body with my own. Bracing myself on my elbows, I push her silky hair back off her forehead and let my gaze roam all over those stunningly beautiful features of hers. Rueing with each heavenly stroke that I’m not going to be able to trace her warm skin with my fingertips like this tonight or tomorrow or however long it’ll be. Until the second our time comes back around, and I can prove to her just how good we are together.
“You say I need to come with a warning… but I’m telling you, that weight lifting routine of yours is a hazard. Definitely put a lock on the door if you’re gonna be out here flexing these abs when you’ve got guests staying in the future.” She grins sleepily at me while poking the side of my stomach, and fuck my life, there’s no doubt that I’m already lost to her.
“Can you blame me? I’ve got to watch your ass running around in skin-tight shorts. A man’s gotta find some way to get rid of that frustration.” I meet her soft smile with a smirk of my own.
“Just give me your credit card and ten minutes online. I can find you some handy toys to help with that.”
A laugh escapes my lungs, and I drop my head down. I can’t resist dragging my mouth along her body, seeking out those perfect breasts. I’ll probably die a little on the inside each time I have to see them covered.
“Can I be honest for a moment?” I kiss her sternum, continuing to map her softness beneath my lips.
“Always.” Sage threads her fingers into my hair and arches her back. “I’m finding the talkative version of my boss quite a revelation.” She hums, content to let me wedge myself right here between her thighs, yet again.
“Watch that smart mouth.” I nip at the side of her breast.
The laugh Sage lets out is a sound I want to drink down every single morning for the rest of my life. “Go on then. Tell me all your secrets, hot stuff.”
“I’ve never done something like this,” I murmur against the curve of her stomach.
“Mr. Heartford.” She gasps with a faux-scandalized look widening her eyes. “Don’t tell me I popped your cherry?” Her fingers sink a little tighter into my hair, holding my gaze.
“Christ.” I exhale a chuckle and give another gentle nip with my teeth. “No. This … not exactly a one-night stand… but…” I don’t want Sage to get the wrong idea about me. She needs to be under no uncertainty. I’m not that guy. I’m not anything but hopelessly gone for the girl currently looking back at me with honeyed streaks to her brown eyes.
The girl who looks like all my future mornings and nights, and every moment in between.
“Aw, look at you. Mr. Chivalry, right until the final orgasm.”
“How do you expect me to leave you alone? Now I know how sweet your pussy is.”
“You said it yourself. We can’t. There are much bigger things at stake here, cowboy. So we’ve got it out of our systems.”
“You’re in my veins, Sage.” The confession comes out of me, firm and resolute. Holding her eyes, I crawl back up her body and lean my hands on either side of her head. “Baby, there’s no getting you out of my system.”
Just as I’m contemplating a final round of demonstrating to Sage just how good we fit together, her phone pings with an incoming text.
She lets out a groan and rolls onto her side, stretching to reach for it. Suits me just fine. I take the opportunity to shift my weight and position at her back, spooning my girl from behind; brushing her hair aside, I kiss a wet line along her nape and shoulder.
Sage reads the message while I keep up the assault on her with my mouth. “I’ve got to go.”
My eyes flick over her shoulder to read the name on the screen, and I make a low noise. Like hell I’m letting this girl go spend the day with the likes of the Hayes brothers while she’s all revved up.
“How long do you have?” One hand reaches around to cup her tits, and I start playing with her nipples. She’s still a little tender after all the attention I’ve lavished on them since last night, and her body jerks as I pluck at the stiffened peaks.
“Beau…” It’s only a partial protest. “I’m just confirming what time to meet. You know it’s my first pitch of the rebrand. I have to get my shit together if I’m gonna dazzle them.”
“Oh, I don’t doubt that you’ll be anything but remarkable,” I murmur, uninterested in letting her go until I’ve satisfied this insane need to have her shatter for me one final time.
As I keep working the side of her neck harder, my palm slides from her breasts down the soft swell of her stomach. When I reach the heavenly spot between her thighs, I slowly press against her pussy, parting her to dip a finger into her wetness. Seeking out her swollen clit, I start to glide firm circles as Sage writhes and whimpers beautifully for me.
“I can’t stay in bed with my boss all day.”
She’s not telling me no, and that signals all the green lights for me to see this through. As I keep rubbing and dipping through her slickness, I see over her shoulder the follow-up text, confirming their meeting time. It’s not for a few more hours, which is about the best fucking news considering the fact I’m desperate to keep her trapped beneath me for as many infinite minutes as I can cling to.
“Beau.” Sage gasps my name, as tremors start taking hold of her body.
“Sorry, I’m busy.”
“This isn’t funny. I have to shower and get ready.”
“One last kiss, baby,” I whisper the heated words in her ear.
My girl shivers with a little moan of pleasure.
That’s all the invitation I need. It’s like I’m a man starved for air, not like I’ve already had my mouth on her too many times to count through the night, as I roll onto my back and drag my girl to straddle her luscious thighs over my face.
“What? No…” Sage huffs with a hint of a whine edging her voice when she has to brace herself against the headboard above me. “You said this was a one-time—one-night only thing.”
I look up at her beautiful body from beneath her pussy, raking my eyes across every single curve and inch of smooth skin. I’m doing my utmost to commit every single part of her to mind, because I’m gonna have to hang on tighter than I ever did to the back of a bull in order to survive what comes next after she disappears from this spot.
Blowing gently over her pussy, I keep my eyes locked on hers. “You haven’t left my bed yet, I’d say it still counts as one night.”
Any more talking at this point is gonna take up far too much precious time. My hands are demanding, hungrily seeking out the flare of her hips. Dragging her down to my mouth, I set about working her hard and fast.
“Fuck. Fffuck . Oh god.” Sage shudders and moans above me, letting lose every raspy curse and sexy as fuck sound, completely unrestrained, as her arousal coats me and I get goddamn lost inside her cunt.
“That’s it, full weight, baby.” I bite down on her inner thigh, before roaming my mouth to lick and swirl my tongue and suck down on her clit. I draw that pouting bud between my lips and drink down every single one of Sage’s responses.
I devour the way every time my mustache grazes her clit, her eyes roll back in her head.
“Holy shit. I’m so sensitive, I can’t—” She cries out and humps my face at the same time.
“Fuck yes. That’s it. I know you can.”
“I’m so close.” Her gasps fill the room.
Another text comes through, cutting across the thudding of my pulse and ache of my straining cock. Before Sage can register the sound, before she can come back into her head, I slap my hand to the side and steal her phone.
Keeping a punishing grip on one thigh so that she can’t escape the position I need her to stay in, I see it’s from Hayes asking if she might be available to come in earlier after all.
Not happening.
“Passcode,” I growl against her core.
“Why?”
“I’m buying you some extra time.”
Her features slacken with pleasure as her hips keep grinding over my mouth.
“Fuck. Fine…” She gasps out the numbers and continues riding my tongue like the perfect girl she is for me.
I type a quick reply, all while keeping my mouth dragging over Sage’s seam.
“Beau… what… what are you saying?” One of her hands sinks into my hair while the other keeps bracing herself on the bedframe.
Smirking against her pussy, as I let my mouth drift back to focus in on her clit, ruthlessly working her now, I show her the message I just sent.
Sorry, I’m needed for a breakfast meeting, and my boss is demanding that I get there immediately.
“Oh god.” Above me, this perfect fucking dream of a girl moans loud and unrestrained. Yeah. She gets off harder than ever being naughty like this. I toss the phone aside and finish her off. As Sage’s orgasm builds into that peaked crescendo I’m addicted to witnessing, I bring my fingers around to tease her ass. The feather-light press of my fingers back there, just as I suck down on her clit, sends her tumbling over the edge.
My tongue keeps lapping at her, massaging slowly and reverentially through her come down as Sage’s body sags and trembles with the intensity of her climax. Her sweet whimpers and fingers twisted so tight in my hair are everything. I just want to draw this out, keep her floating in this very place, where time fucks off and leaves us alone. Why can’t I simply turn every one of these seconds into the eternity they used to feel like whenever I was holding on for grim death in the arena?
Eight seconds used to last forever.
Now? Now, each second is a cruel, lightning-quick thing that slides by all too rapidly, accompanied by thundering heartbeats and the flutters of her heavy lashes as she stares down at me with panting breaths.
“You really do like being bad with me, don’t you?” Sage is perfectly flushed, her nipples hard and darkened with arousal. She’s a goddess with her thighs clamped around my head, and I’m scrambling to think of another reason, any other means possible, to drag this out.
But this time… this time, it really is over for us.
Utterly blissed out, Sage shifts off me. The moment she goes to slide out of the bed, my hands linger on her body, dragging and stroking heavily over her curves. As I lie here with all the blood from my body in my groin, my floundering heart is busy trying to crawl out my chest to follow after her.
She swipes up her phone, and looks at the message again, then nibbles her lip and hits me with the kind of mischievous grin cast back over one shoulder that seals my fate.
“I can’t believe you sent that.”
“Don’t say I’m not a good boss. I just bought you the time you need to prepare .” I push up onto my elbows, and her plush, soft lips are there to meet mine straight away. Sage kisses me deeply, tasting herself, humming straight into my mouth.
“Thank you,” she speaks against my tongue. And I don’t think she’s talking about the text on the phone. “I’m gonna shower. Is it ok if I use yours?”
“Sure.” I shift my weight, and as she pulls back, headed for the bathroom, my legs are already swinging over the side of the bed. Every cell in my body has zero interest in being separated. The only desire I have is to follow after her, to relentlessly pursue my girl.
Sage backs up, gloriously bare, shaking her head and holding out her palms. “Nope, no. Down, cowboy. You stay over there.”
“I need to shower, too.” A grin takes over my face. With hungry eyes, I devour her body, dragging over her nakedness from head to toe.
All that does is earn me another shake of her dark hair, and she points at the bed disapprovingly. “Absolutely fucking not. Don’t move.”
And with that, my girl collects her bag and disappears into my bathroom. But not before sticking her head back around the door, gifting me one last glimpse of her beautiful eyes and perfect ass.
“You’re on your own now. But feel free to think of me while you stroke your dick, Cock Ring.”